Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Ice Break

It's goin
the Ammo Dump
I got my nigga SLJ and DJ
Droppin the fat
Hit em it
Syndicate's in the house
All duck get flat, muthfuckas

And it's me
A rappin brother L.A., the cool T
Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still come
With the fat tracks, fuck the pop
I got a mind to diss a fool
Wack sellin out urge me to pull tools
For no
Pop suckers hookin for hits hoes skeezin
Prostitutes can't shoot, yet you clock loot
with the weak styles, but you look cute
Bitch, shit's wack
Let Hammer dance, and you fools ease back
The microphone in twist in a clenched fist
Mind on ???? load of my hit list
And make duck pray
Many shit, but none step this way
Cause I'm quick to beat down a clown
Clock crazy from L.A. to the Boogie Down
I the whole map
Got hoes locked like a muthafuckin trap
Ice T
Before hoes gee need two forms of I.D.
fess, not the best, but I'm hard to shake
Huh, watch the Ice

Watch the Ice

Yo, see now who's tryin to diss me
Say I out cause I rocked with the B.C.
Y'all are bitches, you're wack
to talk shit, but always behind the back
I do whatever I do, punk hoe
I rock a perm, you an afro
I wear khakis, while y'all silk
Y'all drink forties, and I milk
Cause my muthafuckin biz
I never sell out, cause no sale, kid
Hardcore to my from the fuckin start
done over beats or loud guitars
I drop the hits
Case you forgot, I invented this gangsta
You step to me? New jack, walk
Come back in five LP's, we can talk
You're new, kid, you got a hit out
In you talk a lotta shit out
You got paid, you really out
You went broke when one jam played out
Now you're searchin for one more hit

I new to this, I got gangs of gold
I original, then I break the mold
Too many hit, then fold
just fakes
Hah, the Ice break

the Ice break

Syndicate jumpin off
On some old fly shit
All the muthfuckas out there down us
You know I'm sayin?
We're rollin
All the busters out there that got static to say
settin this shit off physically this year
Like says:
MC's duck down
Muthafuckas ain't takin no
I'm swingin on busters,
Diss me and on
up

Now it's the of dawn
And the mic is on
All hoes are fuckin and the rhymes are damn
Many MC's that choke from the mic
Those who to get with me
Lost in rhyme
Or they lost
Try to to the Ice equals sure death
Cause ??it's then I begin?? than you ever
the mic, go rap in your living room
I the quick kill
Swing on a sometimes just to break ill
Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his eye
All hands, I need no gun, yo punk,
if I pull my gun, you die
No try
I gotta out now, so I don't over-freeze
Nut up and murderin MC's
Start catchin from state to state
Throw on a ski mask and walk the streets
And do me up a damn crew
The Geto Boys was trippin, but my trickin me too
diss me, and I meet you one day
And bet life it won't be a fun day
I hope, nigga, not your fate
That you're around the Ice breaks

When the Ice